I have a buddy that has a ranch outside of Needville, Texas. He is a benchrest Hall of Fame rifle shooter, but loves his bow. He does about 60-80 hogs a year. I have posted a few on here. I am not a bow person, but his story will mean more to you than me.

It's getting to the point where I am wanting to put some venison in the freezer. This evening I planned to do just that given the opportunity.
I did have a couple of small bucks pass through but they were young and had potential if allowed to grow, at least I thought that was the case. So, walk they did.

Right at dark I heard a bunch of critters moving through the woods and they were coming my way.. I had a pretty good idea about what was about to happen.

Yesterday I grabbed my Vixen off the rack and shot it some. It's lighter than the other bows I'm shooting this year but it does fling an arrow with darn good speed. It's an all yew bow except for the riser which is rosewood. It's the lightest in the hand bow I had, truly a featherweight. The bow is 66" long and 50lbs at 28"..

By the time the pigs came filtering through I had the bow in hand. One of them got in the right spot and I released the arrow. It hit an inch or two low, right at the "elbow" and I heard it hit bone. However I saw good penetration and the pig almost froze and then squealed and moved off. From it's reaction I knew I had hit the heart.

Sure enough the Grizzly Kodiak skewered the pigs heart, the blood trail was awesome and short..